Morning Service

The last morning of the folk festival and a few of us from the band (plus a friend that knows our local historic tunes) were asked to take part in the Sunday service at the village church. This is us waiting to go in.

After the service there were cups of tea and I was talking to some of the congregation. A lady asked me where I came from and it turned out that she'd lived near me, her brother lives in my village - I birdwatch with him and am in the same art group as his wife. What a small world!

More music and socialising before returning home - after packing up a wet tent.